Never Had sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
(Let the BandPlay)
Big Moochie
I was thinking about all the times I was broke as hell
Didn't have a pot to p*ss in or one to throw it out of
That sh*t over with
Let's go (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Just reminiscin' while runnin' through bands, remember them days, I was f*cked up (f*cked up)
Killers, they with me, they shoot on demand (Grrt, grrt), making that comment, get you f*cked up (f*cked up)
Never had sh*t, now I'm flooded with bands (Bands, racks)
Spinnin' on bank, get you touched up (Racks, racks)
Used to be lil' n*gga, now I'm the man, remember they didn't believe in us (They didn't believe in us)
Come from the gutter, we traveled with each other, you know I'ma ride for my brother, yeah (My brother)
We with the sh*t and we slanging them sticks (Grrt-grrt, grrt-grrt) and we stay in the field with them cutters, yeah (Woo)
Post in the trap and we doubled the safe (Yeah, yeah) and the Jake come and look for brother (They looking for)
Bring your big head, bustin' nothing, I fled, now Big Moochie burning on truffles (Zaza)
VVS diamonds, they bustin', these b*tches be coming in clusters, yeah (Yes, sir)
I done went flooded my mouth and my neck and my wrist and a couple of knuckles, yeah (Bling-blaow)
My n*ggas with me, they not with the talkin', they ready to shoot of the muscle, yeah (b*tch)
Paper Route Illuminati stuck with the gang, and the rest of you f*ck n*ggas suckers, yeah (Illuminati)
Killers, they training me up in the SUV and it be flooded with rifles, yeah (Rifles)
Come to my hood and you'll meet like I'm Jesus and I keep me a couple disciples, yeah (Amen)
Pull on your block with the Glocks and the chops and we striking sh*t off in the striker, yeah (Skrrt)
Rapping sh*t there with my n*ggas, we all in the huddle, but nah, we not doing no cypher
[Chorus]
Trappin' on AB, we serving the zombies (AB)
As long as they come and they bring us some money
Five-hundred for it, I'm smoking real onions (Five-hundred)
Bankrolls on me like I'm serving the country (I'm serving the country)
Trappin' on AB, we serving the zombies (AB)
As long as they come and they bring us some money (Come on)
Five-hundred for it, I'm smoking real onions (Smoking 'em onions)
Bankrolls on me like I'm serving the country (Yes, sir)

[Verse 2]
Back in this b*tch with a vengeance (Vengeance)
They try to count me out, I'm with Dolph, so f*ck it, y'all kick the door off the hinge (Kick it down)
Stupid lil' b*tch, I was born again (Born again)
Cameras, they hot, try to warn you n*ggas (I tried)
Used to be f*cked up, now I'm on goin' state, state
Get money, yeah, I'm torn on n*ggas (Get money)
f*ckin' on big booty foreigns, lil' n*gga (Foreigns)
I know your hard life is boring, lil' n*gga (Ha, b*tch)

[Outro]
I ain't never had sh*t, n*gga
n*ggas hate on me 'cause I came up (Yeah)
And I did this sh*t quick as hell (Quick as hell, huh, ha-ha)
I don't even know how I did this myself (For real, for real)
But I'm way up there, I'm talking way, way up there, n*gga, I ain't coming back down (Up there)
We ain't going through what we used to (Uh-uh)
We gon' try somethin' new (Ha)
Yeah